When Su Zi was released, Xue Yi and Mu Fei were chatting hotly. Seeing Su Zi released, they cast their eyes together.

"Wrapped in good ginger leaves, Xuanwei ham, black pig belly, and sprouts?" Mu Fei twitched his nose and said the names of several ingredients. "It tastes a little similar, but it's almost like it, hmm, didn't you put garlic sprouts?"

Su Zifang slowed down when he heard this.

A few meters away, just ask about the taste and say the ingredients he used, this Mu Fei's strength should not be underestimated.

"The sprout oil is overblown, and the same is true for the ham, a few more seconds, and the aroma is less. Xue Yi's evaluation hit the nail on the head.

Su Zifang: ......

He felt that he might really get the wrong script, not to mention the big guys around him, a competitor in the airborne is a dog's nose, if this Huaiyang Cooking Exchange Competition is like this, how can this competition be played?

"It smells good, I don't know how it tastes. Mu Fei picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

The glutinous rice flour skin in the entrance is sticky, but it is just right to break off after biting, without sticking chopsticks, teeth, or leaves, and it is obviously handled very well.

The fried stuffing shined after the seal was unsealed, although Xue Yi felt that the stuffing was too hot, but it still couldn't hide the harmony of the filling, the sweet aroma of the ham, the oil aroma of the five flowers, and the fragrance of the sprouts mixed together, and gushed out in an instant.

"Yes, there are really two brushes!" Mu Fei swallowed the last mouthful of Ye Er's rake and sucked his fingers, and put it on Su Zifang's shoulder. "Brother Zifang, I just chatted with Grandpa Xue, and I know that you are his closed disciple, so in terms of seniority, you want to call me Senior Brother, how about it?

Su Zifang didn't know how to answer, and his eyes drifted to Xue Yi.

"When I went to Diancheng as a guest, I instructed him in cooking for a few days, and I can be regarded as half of your senior brother. Xue Yi didn't deny it, but as soon as the words fell, he added: "But this is all about Chen Sesame and rotten grain, I'm old and can't remember, you young people can do it yourself." ”

"Poof!" Yang Qiong couldn't hold back her laughter.

This is to let them do it themselves, it is clearly to tell Su Zifang to recognize his senior brother if he can admit it.

Su Zifang was still thinking about how to answer, but Mu Fei had already stepped aside and clapped his hands and sighed: "Cut!

"It's not like your house here, put away the temperament of the hanger, otherwise I won't take care of you with your grandfather's face. Xue Yi finally let go of a cruel word.

"Yes...... Grandpa Xue. ”

Hearing that Xue Yi was really angry, Mu Fei finally got in shape.

"There's nothing going on here, I'll go back and rest first, and I'll come back in the evening, you take him to get familiar with the environment first, and you can train together in the evening." Xue Yi got up and walked two steps, turned around and said to Su Zifang.

"Huh?"

Two voices, one question.

"Didn't your grandfather tell you that you came here to receive special training?" Xue Yi looked at Mu Fei first, frowning.

"No, no. Mu Fei took out the ticket he brought when he came, "My grandfather said that I would come to you to prepare for the Huaiyang Cooking Conference, and I don't know what the situation is." ”

Xue Yi pondered for a moment and thought clearly about the crux of the problem, looked out the window and scolded: "This old thing will really provoke trouble for me." ”

Su Zifang and Mu Fei heard the words clearly, and they all showed embarrassment, after all, the scolding and the scolded are elders for them, and it is not good to say anything.

"I haven't seen you for a while, what's your situation now?" Xue Xiang lowered his chin to Mu Fei.

"Intermediate chef, my grandfather said that the current hanging soup technique and seasoning technique can be mastered, but I think the knife skills can also be used. Mu Fei replied confidently.

Su Zifang thought to himself, Mu Fei's seasoning technique could be seen from the smell of the taste, but he didn't know how to hang the soup skill, but he also had a high-grade braised soup in his hand, so he shouldn't be compared.

"It's okay, it's okay......" Su Zifang nodded slightly.

"Zifang, what about you?" Xue Yi looked at Su Zifang again.

"Me?" was inexplicably cued, Su Zifang looked confused, and almost shouted: "What kind of master do you don't know about me!"

However, Mu Fei was on the side, even if his skills were not as good as others, he had to put on a scene of losing but not losing, so he gritted his teeth and replied.

"Junior chef, good at lo-mei, Longjing shrimp, sweet and sour loin, duck blood vermicelli soup, ancient vegetables and shrimp curd. ”

Mu Fei: ......

"Aren't you Grandpa Xue's apprentice, how can you be famous for your Huaiyang cuisine? There are also sweet and sour tenderloin and lo-mei, how many people have you learned?"

"Zifang only visited me as a teacher a few days ago to learn Huaiyang cuisine, and he used to explore it on his own, but the Longjing shrimp he researched by himself has my nine-point taste. ”

"How is it possible!" Mu Fei exclaimed.

Xue Yi, as the first person to cook Huaiyang cuisine, made Longjing shrimp that is well-known in the chef circle, and it is also a dish that has been served at a state banquet.

At that time, there were several waves of apprentices in the outer building of the building, and no one learned eighty percent, and now it is suddenly said that a student who graduated from the old south has learned ninety percent by himself.

Others don't know, but Mu Fei knows the difficulty here.

He has been learning to cook with his grandfather since he was a child, and he has been exposed to it for more than ten years, and now he has not been able to learn the essence of Mu Yun's cross-bridge rice noodles.

This is still the result of Mu Yun's careful teaching.

Comparing the two, you can know how terrible Su Zi's Longjing shrimp with nine success power is.

"You...... Really?"

Su Zifang nodded.

"Perverted!" Mu Fei threw out two words angrily, turned his head, and after a few seconds, turned back: "But you are so powerful, why are you still a junior chef?"

"Because there is no research. Su Zifang explained vaguely.

You can't say that you don't have the strength before you graduate, right?

"No wonder!"

Mu Fei doesn't think there is anything about this, there are also many second-generation chefs around him, and he already has the strength of a senior chef before he reaches the age of certification, and it doesn't matter whether he has a certificate or not.

"Alright, now that you know about it, let's go to the kitchen. ”

Xue Yi got up.

Su Zifang and Mu Fei also hurriedly followed.

"Mu Yun sent you to me because I want you to learn my knife skills, right?"

Xue Yi asked thoughtlessly.

"Grandpa said let me listen to your instructions, honestly be a staff member of the water station, and you are not allowed to go back without washing enough carrots. Mu Fei was talking nonsense seriously.

"Okay, that's a little bit of caution to keep your grandfather happy. ”

"I know your knife skill level, Huaiyang cuisine is the first fresh, secondary knife work, today I will start teaching Wensi tofu! I will not teach you less, how much you can learn, it depends on your understanding. ”

After Xue Yi finished saying this, he happened to walk into the kitchen, and the momentum on his body changed suddenly.

"Wensi Tofu!" Mu Fei's eyes were a little hotter.

Su Zifang was also faintly excited.

According to the current situation, as long as you can complete Wensi Tofu, you should be able to successfully advance from the primary specialization to the intermediate specialization.

Sure enough, breaking through before the game is the treatment that the protagonist should have!

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